Game on

Keep me flaming from the goddamn gamein well its game on , Im thrown like a leg missing off the thrown , all ya bitches wishing i got the bitches doing dishes in the kitches, walking sideways from the deep dicking , i got her screaming in tone , while ya hating from back ,yall chicking ,im hitting like startrack on a dicking down missin i aint got pull out when i swapping up the postion, laugh now cry later i got the cuttie bruised like purple now or later, run on in behide me , ya got lost fuck yall, rivers run deep in the chocktaw i could have yalls ass on a plater with a phone call , 200 fucking Mowah fuck the law, get rough we come raw, fuck boys we hate yall make noise and we cut y'all run up and well drop yall have quacking like a duck call , no love i rather kill yall , dont need no lip from a yee haw, ya blood line feel of the cee saw cut ya guts out on a episode of hee haw, I love cussing yall with my Alabama southern drawl yalls roots aint as deep as mine so stop acting like you was born in a barn and slept in corn crib, yall aint getting no ticket shit yall can lie and still cant kick it, i call iy like i see it , and im telling true lies, yall some maggots rainbow fruit flies, walker, ackridge bad habits Dorman never dies, im rolling on the river cross tides